Joseph X Aesop 18 Novels & Stories

Naked and powerful with his muscles, Joseph didn't need anyone to hold this man down, throwing a spear towards the man. - Do your best to escape or kill me. Joseph said. That time. – If they manage to kill me, they can run away, they won't do anything to you, and nobody will oppose what they want. Joseph said. It didn't need to be said twice, even if it also didn't need to be said, that they didn't stand a chance against the king of vampires and werewolves... They jumped with their spears towards them, but Joseph, like an evil beast with wings and thick white leather, caught them and destroyed each of the spears in front of him, dismembered them, punched them, pierced their bodies.

Looking down at me, he began to relax under my touch. “Did I say guard dog?” Joseph sneered. “I meant puppy on a leash.” In one fluid motion, Asher ripped from my hand and surged toward Joseph. Joseph cowered back at once, falling over himself. On the ground he crawled backwards, away from Asher who stalked ever closer. Before I could panic, though, Asher stopped. In a low dangerous rumble, he said, “Know your place.” Joseph, eyes wide with fear, nodded like a bobble-head.

There wasn't a single shred of respect for Joseph in his carefree smile. Based on Sebastian's observations, it was undeniable that Joseph was powerful. However, it was also clear that Joseph was blatantly showing off his power, as if he needed everyone to know just how powerful he was. Joseph's need to be acknowledged as a powerful person was like a hedgehog putting up its quills to protect its soft body. So, in Sebastian's opinion, this indicated that Joseph's bark was probably way worse than his bite. Hans could sense that the situation was escalating and rushed to diffuse it.